Asphalt Lady

On the street corner telephone, a fleeting glance from her
Ah, long legs like in a magazine, dazzling
Golden breath, sparkling piercings
Ah, flicking her blown hair against her neck
A wink in response to inviting words
Just coldly turning away

Shock! You're an Asphalt Lady
Casualness becomes a lovely picture
Shock! Autumn is the magic of imagination
The lightly twisted waistline
Gathers gazes and makes them restless

Dropping the chopping board, twilight wine
Ah, enjoying the swinging love, picking it up
If you expose your bare skin, act cool
There won't be a second chance, just turning away

Shock! You're an Asphalt Lady
In the night rain, throwing off your heels
Shock! You're an Asphalt Lady
Just like a woman from Milan
Everything is too vivid
Make me high

Shock! You're an Asphalt Lady
Casualness becomes a lovely picture
Shock! Autumn is the magic of imagination
Layering a piece of love
Vivid, vivid, everything
Make me high